Suburban Lovechild Poet Free verse

I Am

I am...

the sums of the infinitesimal fractions of all successes and failures ever created, 

the torrential downpour of fallacies, demands, emotions and collective wills imposed upon the world, 

the snide, nasty, incorrigible defensive mechanisms unleashed for no apparent reason, 

the cauldron of love, hope and compassion bubbling over into humanity, 

the certain deflections of character necessary to cope with, and elevate past, the assassinations fired each day, 

the blinding, guiding light to deceive and shatter the incessant darkness which holds us prisoner, 

the epicenter and exchange of ideas and contemplations necessary for progress and resolution to occur, 

the dreams of wild tenor and bizarre discourse, producing subconscious mirrors for conscientious thought, 

the catalyst and confidant for the child, the junkie, the shaman, the icon and the lazy ass, 

the source that folks rely upon when desperately reaching for absolute truths and occasional revelations, 

I am...possibility.

(3/26/12)

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Athena Hoefs April 19, 2015 at 3:20 PM So much truth in these words. Very nice. Suburban Lovechild April 19, 2015 at 3:48 PM Thx Athena, I appreciate the kind words, and having you read my work. We're all sources of possibility, aren't we?

Cynthia Ferguson February 22, 2015 at 8:06 AM yes you are, we all are, what a wonderful world if more thought like you :) Athena Hoefs April 19, 2015 at 3:51 PM I agree perfectly. Suburban Lovechild February 23, 2015 at 11:43 PM Thx Cynthia, for visiting and sharing thoughts. Yes, too many see the impediments or impossibilities, it's time get over it, and move on, which might be one reason why I decided to descend upon this site.